Femdom Island Ch. 02

"And what about these full things?" She let go of my organ and moved her hand further down my body.

"Those are your balls," I continued to tell her what she wanted to hear. "Those are your nuts, Lori, because you own me!"

"That's right John," She sounded pleased. "You do much better when you are at the edge of an ejaculation."

"Oh God!" I had to agree. Her fingers bounced my balls within my sac.

"I'd like to castrate them," She spoke to my horror. "How about it John? What if I wanted to castrate your nuts? What would you say to that?"

I thought about her question for a moment and realized it was a test. "They are your nuts to castrate," I answered with what I knew she wanted to hear.

"That's right!" She congratulated me proudly. "And I would really like to castrate them. I met a girl who does bronze work. I'd like to castrate your nuts and then have them bronzed. I would wear them as jewelry, maybe earrings or maybe I could wear them at the bottom of a necklace."

Her fingers continued to play upon my nuts the entire time. I desperately wanted her to return to my shaft and finish me off.

"It would be sort-of like going steady," She wasn't done just yet. "Only better! If your nuts were hanging from my ears or dangling just above my cleavage, I know you'd always be faithful. There would be no way you could get another girl pregnant."

She was certainly right about that!

"But not quite yet!" Thankfully, finally, she left my balls and again returned her fingers to my shaft. "I can't have you castrated just yet because I still have a lot of uses planned for these big balls of yours. They first need to entertain me. I first want them to make me pregnant."

The mention of pregnancy made my cock jump in excitement. She spoke of intercourse, and my cock desperately wanted intercourse. My entire body wanted to fuck Lori.

The thought was too much to resist. A minute later I did it. Lori started up her stroking action once again, except this time she did not stop. It only took a few seconds after she started for my cock to go squirting like a fire hose. Lori immediately let go and then watched my bare cock from only inches away.

I squirted quickly the first time, still in her hand. But then she pulled her hand away and I had no choice but to allow my cock to throb and spasm in anticipation of another.

"Oh! This is great!" Lori yelled out at the show I provided.

It took my cock several seconds to work up to another cumm because her hand no longer provided stimulus. I felt its hardness pull up, point straight up into the air, and then shiver in anticipation for another spout. But it did not cumm the first time, nor did it cumm the second. Each time it relaxed back down to my stomach and the process started up all over again. Not until the third time did I lift my hips up into the air and give her a squirt.

"Oh yes!" She nearly screamed.

It felt tremendously embarrassing, and I was totally humiliated by the experience, knowing the show I gave her. My cock pulsed and spasumed a lot more than the first time, I knew, as a result of her extensive teasing session. I also knew it was not about to end any time soon. I felt it continue to rise, shiver, and relax again. My cock moved around like a bucking bronco, and Lori watched the entire show.

Finally, with another thrust up into the air and a deep grown in my voice, I ejected about thirty seconds later.

"Yes!" Lori yelled out. "Still excellent quantity!"

It wouldn't have been so bad if she still had her hand around the thing. For one, it would go a lot faster. The delay between ejaculations would have been a lot shorter. But more importantly, I would be covered. Lori would not be able to watch, but then I suppose that's exactly why she pulled her hand away.

I thought it was over, but then my cock began to throb one more time. I felt it spasm, and then the feeling increased in intensity. The entire time, I knew, my cock continued to move. I also knew Lori watched it. It was at least a minute since my last cumm, and then I cummed again.

"Fuck!" Lori yelled out as though to make sure I knew she saw.

Now, finally, it was over. My cock finally rested.

I rested too, but with Lori's eyes still firmly riveted upon my exposed erection, I found myself wondering what she liked best. Did Lori prefer my cock when the shaft spasmed in anticipation? Or did she like it better when she got to hear me grunt and then see a long stream of sperm squirt out the tip. I'm sure she liked both, but it sounded like she enjoyed the actual spouting the best.

The knowledge made me feel the most humiliated I have ever felt in my life.

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